Takeishi
Zheng Xie
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Dongpo
Su Shi
The rain washed Dongpo, the moonlight was clear, and the city people walked like savages.
Don't be too sure about the slope, but love the sound of your stick.
Isn't this Right Slope the author's bumpy career? The author has always held this cheerful, optimistic and high-spirited attitude towards official career setbacks and will never be discouraged.
Ding Fengbo
Su Shi
On March 7th, it was raining on Hu Sha Road. The rain gear went first, and the peers were all in a mess. I couldn't feel it alone. It has cleared up, so just pretend to be like this.
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely.
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of?
A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time.
Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
This word was written in the third spring after Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou. Through the encounter of wind and rain on the way to the wild, I saw the profound meaning in simplicity, gave birth to a strange alarm in the ordinary, showed a broad-minded and detached mind, and embodied an extraordinary life ideal.